We are the same. There is no difference anywhere in the world. People are people. They laugh, cry, feel, and love, and music seems to be the commons denomination that brings us all together. Music cuts through all boundaries and goes right to the soul.

Do something bad a thousand times and it's no big deal. Everyone just goes, "Willie f - up again."

I been a long time leaving but I'm going to be a long time gone.

Where I grew up, Bob Wills and his western swing was very popular. And western swing is not that far from jazz and blues.

My granddaddy died when I was about 6 years old, I think. And my grandmother took a job cooking in the school lunchroom. So she did great. She made $18 a week.

Fortunately, we are not in control.

If you got the money honey I got the time and when you run out of money honey I run out of time.